disclaimer : We work in a bar somewhere in Canada. What do ya think?
A/N : Rin: Holy shit!! We got... *counts the reviews* 27 reviews!?!??! I was only expecting, like, 2! *^_^* I'M SO HAAAAAAPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
Yami Rin: You underestimate us too much, Rin-kun. And now, to answer the reviews!!
Rin: Yeah!! I LOVE this part of the show! O.O; Whoops, wrong thingy goin' on here.....
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To firedragon97: Rin: Thankx! I probably wouldn't have been traumatized, I would have been swooning!! ^_^; But this is only me.... Probably not what you would think.... Or would you? *a faint 'DUN DUN DUN' can be heard in the background*
To moi: Yami Rin: It was excellent, wasn't it? Well, I think we did a pretty good job. I mean, no one's reviewed saying that they threw up, now have they? And, as you wanted, the next chapter! ^_~
To Kechia: Rin: Hee hee!! Starting off was hard! :P But once we got going, me and Yami Rin were typing for, like, 4 hours or more! :3 Don't we work hard? Tee hee....
To Zenegami: Yami Rin: Oh, Neji's hot alright!! Heh heh heh..... *looks over to see the boy roasting on a stick over an open fire* I'll put him out eventually..... Maybe.
To Japime gurl: Rin: I feel bad for Gaara too.... *sniffs* Maybe one day, I'll write a Naruto fic about Gaara/Naruto. *stares dreamily off into space* Someday............ *falls asleep from thinking too hard*
To Dragon: Yami Rin: I love Gaara too!! Who wouldn't? ^_^ And sorry, about the one-shot fic thing, it's just that me and Rin had already decided on a name with Athraven's suggestion. But, if you really want to, you can get mad and challenge us to write a Naruto fic for ya. That might work too, you never know....
To WuffieLuver: Rin: Yes, damn that Sasuke, always getting the guy! (so to speak) But you have to admit, Naruto and Sasuke make a kawaii couple, ne? And don't worry, Neji's burning anyway, cuz Yami Rin found some gasoline and I found a lighter, so it works out in the end, don't it? XDDD Yees......
To piong: Yami Rin: Here! ^_^ And thank you!
To me: Rin: I liked your title!! But Yami Rin was all like, "NOOO!! NOT ANGSTY ENOUGH!!!". *sniffs* I wanted, "Univited Shadow".....
To Vin: Yami Rin: O.o;; I was gonna ask if ya wanted some Ritalin, but that would be rude.... Sorry!! I'm just kidding!!
To JadeTiger: Rin: Don't worry, that wasn't it! X3 I'm lovin' this fic like you wouldn't believe!!!!!
To Morien Alexander: Yami Rin: Cool pen-name, BTW. And Naruto is just so kawaii, isn't he? and don't worry,, we're reading more and more manga everyday! XDDD It ROCKS!!!!
To Shimegami: Rin: *sniffs* It was s'pose to be a serious fic!! *sobs* WAHHHH!!!!!! *goes back to normal* Anyway, ohhh!! A pocky!! I luvs pockies!!!! *takes a bite* Waka waka!!! :3 Tee hee!!!!!
To Love From Vikky: Yami Rin: You'll find out what that means in this chapter, don't worry. All will become clear..... *goes all funky* Ummmmm.......
To misakichi: Rin: I wasn't a big fan of SasuNaru for a while either. But look at me now! I'm a 'shipper!!
To lovova: Yami Rin: That would be a really cool twist, wouldn't it? But (unfortunately) it isn't what the plot (we have a plot? O.O) of this story is. Sowwy!
To SW: Rin: Yes, I think Sasuke IS an Ice Bitch. 'Tis why I wrote it, honey! ^_^
To monkfish: Yami Rin: Another cool pen-name here. I want a Gaara plushie!! But I can't find one ANYWHERE!!!! Can you tell me where I can get one???? *teary eyed*
To Athraven: Rin: We should get a beta reader, shouldn't we? Heh heh.... Anyways, I loved you title suggestions! So much that we picked one! Now, just e-mail us (or whatever) and tell us what pairing you'd want and if you want it to be a fluff fic, or an angst fic, or whatever! Now, come and claim your prize!!! XDDD
To Ginji-Ban: Rin: Ginji-ban reviewed our fic!!!! I'm so proud, it's not funny!!!!!!!! And yes, I got to answer two reviews in a row, but I don't care!!!! XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD I'm a BIG fan of Orphen's Love, and I want you to continue as soon as possible!! Oh, Great One, with thou awesome fic, I am not worthy to get a review...... But do it again anyway!!! WAHHHHHH!!!!!
To SirenM: Yami Rin: Little backstabbing.... got to answer two..... Anyway, "obsession" IS a good title name, (and I like it a lot) but we already picked a name. And they were OOC!!! OMG!!!! Gomen!! *bows and hits her head on a table* Owww.......
To Space Station: Rin: *blushes* Teehee!!! Someone loves my fic!! I'm so proud..!!!!
To Bronze Eagle: Yami Rin: I still hate Neji...... Grr!!! Yeah, Gaara is big and scary!! :3 Just kidding ya!!! Gaara is so kawaii!! I just luv em right to death!!!! ^_^
To Lady Adako: Rin: Teehee!!! More praises!! An not a single flame! *faints*
To Chrys: Yami Rin: Again, this was s'posed to be a serious fic..... Oh well. What can ya do?
To SilverTear: Rin: Here's the update you wanted! It is nice, isn't it? I'm so cute..... And egotistical! But wacha.... ^_~
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Yami Rin: So, there ya have it. It the first time we've ever answered reviews before. Took a little while though.... Not that we mind, now!!
Rin: It was fun!!! Let's do it again sometime!!!!!! XDDDD Pixie sticks are good....... WAHHHHHHHH!!!!! *takes another gulp of the one in her hand* WEEEE HEEEEEE HEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *turns chibi and bounces off*
Yami Rin: O.o;; Well, I gotta go catch Rin so we can start the next chapter. C-ya!!! *runs after Rin* Aibou, come back!!
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Summary: Naruto is harassed by Gaara one day. Over the course of the following week, the panda-eyed boy doesn't let up, and is scaring Naruto just a little. Naruto goes to Sasuke, for an UNKNOWN (***!!!HINT!!!HINT!!!***) reason.
Things to know: 1) The authoresses are crazy 2) Naruto will be acting like a little girl in this fic (maybe) 3) {blah blah} = author's notes 4) "blah blah" = speech 5) A lot of, /////'s = change of scene, or end of chapters
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WARNING!!!!!!!!!: THIS FIC WILL CONTAIN SHONEN AI IN LATER CHAPTERS!!! FOR THOSE WHO DON'T KNOW WHAT THAT IS, IT'S 'BOY LOVE'!!!!!!! SASUNARU AND ONE SIDED GAARA/NARUTO!!!!!!!!! WILL ALSO CONTAIN KAKAIRU!!!! MAYBE SOME GRAPHIC STUUF, TOO!!!!!!!!
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Even the Cold Burns by rin lockheart and Yami Rin
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Chapter One
[Gaara's POV]
It is ironic that I have the symbol of love on my forehead. I have never had love, not from my parents, not from relatives, not from anyone. Well, there was one, but they died an untimely death, so I rarely count them as anything.
I am a Genin; a low level ninja. I was going to the Hidden Leaf Village soon to become a Chunin. I am also from the Sand Continent, a place feared in itself, without the help of the ninjas it trains. We Sand ninjas used to be fearer a lot more then we are now. But a great war broke out or something, I am not sure of it, and we fell. I am an unusual ninja because I carry with me the remnants of a demon. A raccoon demon or something named Shukaku, I think it was. I had found no one who was like me, until I went to that fortune teller located in the middle of a nameless village.
Destiny; I spat on it until that day. I didn't believe that anyone was pulling the strings with my life, and that no one ever would. But I was curious as to what the old woman could do. I was planning to kill her afterwards, and add her to the collection of deaths on my name. I carry a gourd on my back that is a mixture of sand and the blood of all the people I have ever killed. There's something extra too, but I'm not about to give you the satisfaction of knowing what that is.
As I stepped into the tent of the fortune teller, my nose was bombarded with the scents of incense. I waved some of the smoke out of my eyes and proceeded to sit down at one end of the small circular table. At the other end sat a ragged old woman of whom I could not see her face, as her head was covered by many dark cloths, as was the rest of her body.
She asked me to show her my palm. I gave it to her automatically; it was not like she could hurt me. Her old, shriveled fingers traveled all over my hand, tracing lines gently, some harder then others, and finally stopping for a moment.
"You have had many misfortunes in your life, young one," she said. I had to resist the erge to snort. Anyone could have told me that. But I let her continue. "And you have seen many deaths, far too many for someone this young." She wheezed in a breath. "And you are going away soon to become more then you are now." I nodded and she seemed to see it, although I still don't know, to this day, how she had done so. "You wish to find someone like yourself, of whom you can love." Again I nodded, although this time with a flinch and hesitation.
She gripped my hand a bit harder then she had been a minute before. "If you wish to find this person, you must go to Konoha earlier then you had intended," she wheezed. "This person is hated and loathed, just as you are, Gaara of the Sand." I blinked. How did she know my name? "I am a Seer," she stated.
I jumped up, knocking the chair over in the process. "What?" I asked, my voice ragged. "How did you know what I was thinking?" A grizzly smile appeared on her lips, the only part of her face that was visible.
"I know all, and I See all," she said slowly. "Of course I can see your thoughts. Your mind is very well guarded for a mere boy, but nothing that I could not see past." She motioned to the lopsided chair with an outstretched hand. "Why do you not sit back down? It would be so much more comfortable." Slowly, I grabbed the said object off of the floor and put it upright again, sitting back down.
"How much earlier must I leave?" I asked. I was desperate for an answer.
Another smile. "Now, if you must. It tis a long journey after all."
I stood up, unlike the last time, and handed the fortune teller a couple of Yen. She nodded in thanks. Without saying a thing, I turned to leave. "One other thing..." the old woman called out. I looked back at her with an annoyed look. I desperately wanted to get going.
"What!?" I snapped. The woman never even flinched.
"Make the journey an extremely quick one. For the one you seek is falling in love with another as we speak...."
My lips curled back in a snarl. "We'll see about that!" I turned and left the fortune teller without even a single glace back, but I could tell that she was watching my back as I left.
I got only a little bit into the desert before looking back to the nameless village. It was so small.... I just couldn't resist. I put my hands into the ninja position and called out, "Subaku kyuu no jutsu!" I dropped the position as soon as I saw the sand flying up from all around and covering the village. I turned around and started walking again as soon as I couldn't see any proof that there had been a village there.
I got bored with walking about an hour later, so a quick "Shunshin no jutsu!" got me to Konoha in no time at all. There was a small hole left where I came up out of the ground (scaring an older man into fainting in doing so) right in front of the large gates that the village was behind. I got in with no problems; it seemed that they were expecting ninja from other continents soon, just not this early, but they let me in anyway.
Traveling the streets can get extremely boring if you do not know where anything is, or the person you are looking for. The nearest person to me at that moment was a stout man in about his late twenties or early thirties. I walked up to him and cleared my throat to get his attention. He looked up from a conversation he was having with a pretty looking young thing. People like him disgusted me; an older person looking to a younger person for sexual intercourse. Regardless, I asked him all the same.
"Are there any demons around here, would you know?"
He looked startled for a second, but that was immediately covered by a deep loathing look. "Yeah, there's a demon around here, but fortunately for us, he's away on a mission at the moment." The man huffed. "I don't know how the brat became a ninja in the first place!"
I looked at him puzzledly. "Mission? Ninja? How would a demon become a ninja?" I asked.
The man snarled. "Cuz he's in the form of a twelve year old brat!!" He looked angered, but then started muttering to himself. "That bloody demon took my wife and children away twelve years ago..."
"Would you happen to know where he lives?" The man looked startled deeply by my question.
"Why would you wanna know that?" He scratched his head. I glared. "Alright, alright, I'll tell ya!! He lives in the ninja apartment just down the alleyway over there." He pointed to a small space between two buildings. "The room should say, "Uzumaki Naruto" on the door." He then turned back to the young girl.
I headed down the street and the alleyway until I came upon a building that looked to be the apartment the man was talking about. I headed inside it.
"Uzumaki Naruto," I muttered. "Such a beautiful name... I wonder what he's like." I searched the doors, seeing a lot of random names that meant nothing to me. I finally came to his name. It was on a small, tarnished gold plate hanging from the door. I tried the doorknob. Locked, of course. I covered one of my eyes with a hand and muttered, "Daisan no me." A small amount of sand gathered from nowhere in my hand and came up to form a sphere. That sphere turned into a real, third eye. My third eye.
I crouched down and let the small eye roll underneath the door, one hand still covering my actually eye. The third eye squeezed under the door and proceeded to look around.
The room was a complete and utter mess. The sheets on the bed looked like they hadn't been put right in months, cloths scattered the floor, and empty ramen cups lay in random places all over the room. I could make out a small fridge in the corner. There was a picture on the bedside table, the only place not covered in a mess. On viewing it a bit closer, it seemed to be a picture of a small blonde haired kid in orange, about my age, with three lines on both sides of his face that looked like whiskers, and an older male, about, I don't know, twenty-three maybe. His hair was pulled back into a ponytail on top of his head and there was a scar across the bridge of his nose. I was guessing that Naruto was the small blonde boy in the older males' arms. A smile grazed both faces.
A faint jealousy grew in me. I wanted to be the one who held him like that, and the one he smiled like that for. A smirk spread on my face the next second as a thought accured to me. He soon would be the one who I held in my arms, whether I had to force him or if he came to me willingly.
With the removal of my hand from my eye, the third eye in the room disintegrated into sand and fell apart. I stood up and sighed; it had been a long day and I needed a place to stay for the night. Maybe even the next little while, because I might as well stay here until the exams are over. I started walking down the semi-long hallway and out of the building.
I walked around the village for about an hour searching for a suitable lodging. I finally found one in the home of a grouchy, elderly old woman. I got rid of her easy enough; she is now lying underground, covered by about thirty feet of sand. It was almost humorous to see her struggle against the force of the sand. She didn't even have enough breath to scream out for help, the poor woman.
I looked around and decided that I needed to redecorate. When one looks around a room and sees nothing but pink and flowery print, one has to resist their gag reflex. So I proceeded to rip the curtains down (I pulled the blinds shut, of course) and smashed those accursed flowered plates. The kittens on them were annoying me to no end. I tore down the wallpaper and threw it to the floor. When I finished, I looked all around the room at my handiwork and smirked; it would do, now, I supposed.
I sat the large gourd down onto one of the many chairs in the room. I myself flopped down onto the couch, head resting on one of the arms and my feet propped up on the other. I needed something to do now that I had a place to stay and I knew where Naruto lived. Thinking of Naruto, I realized that I knew next to nothing about the boy, other then the fact of where he lived. Sitting up, I decided that was what I would do for the next while, until the boy returned of course. But if I knew a lot about the my mate, then it would be easier to bait him, and lure him to me. So, not even bothering to pick up the gourd, I headed out of the back door, and into the crowded street.
It wasn't that hard to get information about him. It seemed that he as known by all the people in the village, young and old. Almost all the adults told me the same thing: Naruto was a trouble making brat with no parents. Although it took awhile, I managed to get the story of the Nine- Tails demon fox out of a middle aged man. I almost had to kill him to get it, but I got it none the less.
All of the children said the same thing too: that the little fox-boy was loudmouthed, obnoxious and not the best ninja in the world. It seemed that not one person had anything good to say about him. Still, the more I heard, the more I wanted the beautiful child.
It seemed that he liked ramen as well. Useless food item, if you ask me.......
One night while I was waiting my beloved's return, a dog had managed to get into the house and was now happily snacking on a rat. I had glared down at it before reaching down and grabbing it by the scruff of the neck. It had whimpered and whined, but I gave it no pity. I had taken out a kunai and cut the pathetic animals' head off. It was no more then it deserved.
I kicked its' head across the room and carried its' body into the small kitchen. Taking down a jar, I completely drained the thing of its' remaining blood into the glass container. I then tossed the carcass to the side and brought the jar back into the other room. Now back by the chair I had been sitting in, I kneeled down by the wall and dipped two fingers of the right hand into the red liquid. I then pressed the fingers to the wall and began to write.
On the wall, I wrote Naruto's name, and how I planned to take him as my own. And how I planned to make sweet love to him. And how I planned to kill anyone that got in my way. And how he would come back to the Sand Continent with me, all in vivid detail. I also wrote my own name somewhere among this mess of blood.
When I finished, all of the walls were covered in blood. Deep, red, rich blood. And all of my plans would soon become a reality. Yes, so very soon.....
By day I sat atop the main gates to Konoha and just watched for any signs of his return. By night, I scrounged up a few rats or bugs to eat. It was a lot harder then you may think, but it kept me from falling asleep. Not that I needed anything to keep me awake. You see, I never sleep. You remember of the demon living inside me? It becomes stronger by the shadows of darkness inside my head, so if I fall asleep, it will emerge and kill everyone and everything in sight. Afterwards, I would probably just shrug and walk away into another town.
It was on the third day of watching, around sunset, that I noticed four figures walking towards the village. Squinting, I made out that the smallest one was Naruto. The others, which consisted of an older male, one dark haired boy and a pink haired girl, would not get in my way; I would make sure of that.
Upon entering the village, the three parted ways. I was careful to follow Naruto very closely. He began to walk through the small alleyway to his apartment, so I jumped to the ground without a so much as a sound, for he didn't turn around. {Yami Rin: Dear Goddess, it rhymes....} He swerved around suddenly and I was forced to the shadows along the side of the wall. There, I inched by until I was behind him once again. So when he turned around again, I came face to face with me.
He stared at my chin for a second (that was were his eye level was) before looking up, straight into my eyes. I resisted the erge to gasp. His eyes were the deepest blue I had ever seen. They reminded me of the kind of blue only found in the depths of the ocean. He looked down slightly as if just noticing now how close we were.
He jumped back, yelping, and reached to his leg pouch. Not that he'd manage to get anything out of it. With swift movements, I grabbed him and slammed him into the wall. He narrowed his eyes in pain and then widened them in shock as I pressed myself against him. Oh, the sweet feelings that contact can give you.... There was a flame going through my veins as I lifted his arms above his head and breathed into his ear.
"We finally meet, Demon Fox..." I whispered. "You have no idea how long I have been awaiting this night....." I couldn't resist any longer. My tongue came out and licked along his ear, curving over the top of it. He tasted so sweet.
The next second, one of the wrists that I had in my firm grip was wretched free and he pushed me off. Instantly, I missed the warmth that his body radiated. I was a good five feet away, at least, before he spoke.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?!?" he exclaimed. "And who in the name of Hokage are you, ya freak??!?!"
His voice. It displayed so much emotion, which was not a good quality for a ninja to posses. But, to me it sounded like the most perfect sound in existence. I smiled slightly at him. "I am merely fulfilling what was meant to be, amai," I said softly. Oh, the nickname sweet fit him so well. His taste still lingered in my mouth. "And as for who I am.... I am Gaara."
I saw him shiver, even through the darkness. It seemed that I scared him, the poor little fox. I guess I'll just have to work a little harder into making him mine. I gazed into his eyes and the scared look on his face turned into one of anger.
"Where do you get off on calling me sweet, you panda-eyed freak?!?!?!!?" His outburst did nothing to hinder my plans. "No one's aloud to call me sweet!!!!!! Bastard!!!!"
I didn't want to wait any longer so I took a step towards him. This action caused him to take two steps backwards. I frowned. It seemed like I would have to work a lot harder than I had intended. Not that I wouldn't. This beautiful little kit would soon be mine, mind, body, and soul. Even if I had to kill him to do it.
The next second I was looking at his receding back. He was running away from me. Figures. I jumped up and followed him from the roofs. It seemed that the alleyway was a shortcut home for him. The kitsune ran around about three buildings before turning a corner and heading back towards the ninja apartment. I smirked at this; I could easily get into his home now. All I had to do was use the "Shunshin no jutsu" technique and basically teleport into his house. Why I hadn't thought of that earlier is beyond me.
I used the said technique and appeared inside his apartment. There was only a small hole that I covered by the dirty rug. I proceeded to hide in the shadows beside the door. My heart sped up as I heard a key in the lock; he was so close....
The door opened and he stepped in. He didn't seem to notice me, for he went on locking the door. He turned to walk more into the house, but I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around his small waist. My little fox immediately struggled but I stopped him by lifting him off of the floor. I threw him into the air slightly and caught him as soon as he faced me. My arms went back to his waist, and I gave him a look to tell him to stop squirming. He gasps and I hug his slight frame to me, burying my face into his neck.
"Why do you run from me, kyuubi..?" I whisper to him. I lay a kiss on the side of his neck, and resist the erge to nip at it; I didn't want to scare him too much so soon. He started to struggle against my hold on him, so I loosened my grip. He managed to wriggle out. I sighed softly and hung into the shadows again. He looked around, but couldn't see me.
"What the hell is this?!?" he cried out. I noticed a slight tremble cource through his body. My eyes trailed down his body as he stood there frozen, taking in all that I could see. I saw a slim, delicious neck, a thin torso, willowy arms, a small waist, thin hips just begging to be groped, and lean, muscular legs. I unconsciously licked my lips. This was more then I anticipated, as I did go to a fortune teller of whom I thought was a fraud.
He ran from the apartment and I was left alone. Again, I sighed. He would be mine, if it was the last thing I did on this Earth.
I walked to the window and opened it, jumping out into the tree closest to it. It created a slight russling sound. I continued on until I reached the house I was 'borrowing'. I would leave him alone until morning, because I had to plan how to make him come to me. I smirked as an idea came to me. A malicious smirk that probably made me look even worse then I already do.
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A/N : Rin: So, how was it? Pwease tell us in a review! We'll be encouraged to work faster if you do!
Yami Rin: *sighs* Holy shit, that took along time to write.... We were typing for about *looks to clock* four hours straight and my hands feel like there're gonna fall off................... ------_------ Me dead tired....
Rin: Hee hee!! Poor you and your non-sugar thing. Ya see, she can't eat sugar, or she'll come out like me, and no one really wants to see another me. But, lucky me, I can eat sugar AND my hands don't hurt! ;3 I'm so cute.......
Yami Rin: "oVo" You cannot tell me that your hands don't hurt!!! Cuz that wouldn't be right!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rin: Like I said, it's the sugar.
Yami Rin: ........................ =_= Whatever.............. (I'm turning into Squall. Wow.)
Rin: Anyway, pwease review! Oh, and let us know if who's POV we should do next chappie. We were planning to make is Sasuke's POV but we want the readers imput. Thankies!
A/N : Rin: Holy shit!! We got... *counts the reviews* 27 reviews!?!??! I was only expecting, like, 2! *^_^* I'M SO HAAAAAAPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
Yami Rin: You underestimate us too much, Rin-kun. And now, to answer the reviews!!
Rin: Yeah!! I LOVE this part of the show! O.O; Whoops, wrong thingy goin' on here.....
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To firedragon97: Rin: Thankx! I probably wouldn't have been traumatized, I would have been swooning!! ^_^; But this is only me.... Probably not what you would think.... Or would you? *a faint 'DUN DUN DUN' can be heard in the background*
To moi: Yami Rin: It was excellent, wasn't it? Well, I think we did a pretty good job. I mean, no one's reviewed saying that they threw up, now have they? And, as you wanted, the next chapter! ^_~
To Kechia: Rin: Hee hee!! Starting off was hard! :P But once we got going, me and Yami Rin were typing for, like, 4 hours or more! :3 Don't we work hard? Tee hee....
To Zenegami: Yami Rin: Oh, Neji's hot alright!! Heh heh heh..... *looks over to see the boy roasting on a stick over an open fire* I'll put him out eventually..... Maybe.
To Japime gurl: Rin: I feel bad for Gaara too.... *sniffs* Maybe one day, I'll write a Naruto fic about Gaara/Naruto. *stares dreamily off into space* Someday............ *falls asleep from thinking too hard*
To Dragon: Yami Rin: I love Gaara too!! Who wouldn't? ^_^ And sorry, about the one-shot fic thing, it's just that me and Rin had already decided on a name with Athraven's suggestion. But, if you really want to, you can get mad and challenge us to write a Naruto fic for ya. That might work too, you never know....
To WuffieLuver: Rin: Yes, damn that Sasuke, always getting the guy! (so to speak) But you have to admit, Naruto and Sasuke make a kawaii couple, ne? And don't worry, Neji's burning anyway, cuz Yami Rin found some gasoline and I found a lighter, so it works out in the end, don't it? XDDD Yees......
To piong: Yami Rin: Here! ^_^ And thank you!
To me: Rin: I liked your title!! But Yami Rin was all like, "NOOO!! NOT ANGSTY ENOUGH!!!". *sniffs* I wanted, "Univited Shadow".....
To Vin: Yami Rin: O.o;; I was gonna ask if ya wanted some Ritalin, but that would be rude.... Sorry!! I'm just kidding!!
To JadeTiger: Rin: Don't worry, that wasn't it! X3 I'm lovin' this fic like you wouldn't believe!!!!!
To Morien Alexander: Yami Rin: Cool pen-name, BTW. And Naruto is just so kawaii, isn't he? and don't worry,, we're reading more and more manga everyday! XDDD It ROCKS!!!!
To Shimegami: Rin: *sniffs* It was s'pose to be a serious fic!! *sobs* WAHHHH!!!!!! *goes back to normal* Anyway, ohhh!! A pocky!! I luvs pockies!!!! *takes a bite* Waka waka!!! :3 Tee hee!!!!!
To Love From Vikky: Yami Rin: You'll find out what that means in this chapter, don't worry. All will become clear..... *goes all funky* Ummmmm.......
To misakichi: Rin: I wasn't a big fan of SasuNaru for a while either. But look at me now! I'm a 'shipper!!
To lovova: Yami Rin: That would be a really cool twist, wouldn't it? But (unfortunately) it isn't what the plot (we have a plot? O.O) of this story is. Sowwy!
To SW: Rin: Yes, I think Sasuke IS an Ice Bitch. 'Tis why I wrote it, honey! ^_^
To monkfish: Yami Rin: Another cool pen-name here. I want a Gaara plushie!! But I can't find one ANYWHERE!!!! Can you tell me where I can get one???? *teary eyed*
To Athraven: Rin: We should get a beta reader, shouldn't we? Heh heh.... Anyways, I loved you title suggestions! So much that we picked one! Now, just e-mail us (or whatever) and tell us what pairing you'd want and if you want it to be a fluff fic, or an angst fic, or whatever! Now, come and claim your prize!!! XDDD
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To SirenM: Yami Rin: Little backstabbing.... got to answer two..... Anyway, "obsession" IS a good title name, (and I like it a lot) but we already picked a name. And they were OOC!!! OMG!!!! Gomen!! *bows and hits her head on a table* Owww.......
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To Bronze Eagle: Yami Rin: I still hate Neji...... Grr!!! Yeah, Gaara is big and scary!! :3 Just kidding ya!!! Gaara is so kawaii!! I just luv em right to death!!!! ^_^
To Lady Adako: Rin: Teehee!!! More praises!! An not a single flame! *faints*
To Chrys: Yami Rin: Again, this was s'posed to be a serious fic..... Oh well. What can ya do?
To SilverTear: Rin: Here's the update you wanted! It is nice, isn't it? I'm so cute..... And egotistical! But wacha.... ^_~
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Yami Rin: So, there ya have it. It the first time we've ever answered reviews before. Took a little while though.... Not that we mind, now!!
Rin: It was fun!!! Let's do it again sometime!!!!!! XDDDD Pixie sticks are good....... WAHHHHHHHH!!!!! *takes another gulp of the one in her hand* WEEEE HEEEEEE HEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *turns chibi and bounces off*
Yami Rin: O.o;; Well, I gotta go catch Rin so we can start the next chapter. C-ya!!! *runs after Rin* Aibou, come back!!
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Summary: Naruto is harassed by Gaara one day. Over the course of the following week, the panda-eyed boy doesn't let up, and is scaring Naruto just a little. Naruto goes to Sasuke, for an UNKNOWN (***!!!HINT!!!HINT!!!***) reason.
Things to know: 1) The authoresses are crazy 2) Naruto will be acting like a little girl in this fic (maybe) 3) {blah blah} = author's notes 4) "blah blah" = speech 5) A lot of, /////'s = change of scene, or end of chapters
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WARNING!!!!!!!!!: THIS FIC WILL CONTAIN SHONEN AI IN LATER CHAPTERS!!! FOR THOSE WHO DON'T KNOW WHAT THAT IS, IT'S 'BOY LOVE'!!!!!!! SASUNARU AND ONE SIDED GAARA/NARUTO!!!!!!!!! WILL ALSO CONTAIN KAKAIRU!!!! MAYBE SOME GRAPHIC STUUF, TOO!!!!!!!!
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Even the Cold Burns by rin lockheart and Yami Rin
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Chapter One
[Gaara's POV]
It is ironic that I have the symbol of love on my forehead. I have never had love, not from my parents, not from relatives, not from anyone. Well, there was one, but they died an untimely death, so I rarely count them as anything.
I am a Genin; a low level ninja. I was going to the Hidden Leaf Village soon to become a Chunin. I am also from the Sand Continent, a place feared in itself, without the help of the ninjas it trains. We Sand ninjas used to be fearer a lot more then we are now. But a great war broke out or something, I am not sure of it, and we fell. I am an unusual ninja because I carry with me the remnants of a demon. A raccoon demon or something named Shukaku, I think it was. I had found no one who was like me, until I went to that fortune teller located in the middle of a nameless village.
Destiny; I spat on it until that day. I didn't believe that anyone was pulling the strings with my life, and that no one ever would. But I was curious as to what the old woman could do. I was planning to kill her afterwards, and add her to the collection of deaths on my name. I carry a gourd on my back that is a mixture of sand and the blood of all the people I have ever killed. There's something extra too, but I'm not about to give you the satisfaction of knowing what that is.
As I stepped into the tent of the fortune teller, my nose was bombarded with the scents of incense. I waved some of the smoke out of my eyes and proceeded to sit down at one end of the small circular table. At the other end sat a ragged old woman of whom I could not see her face, as her head was covered by many dark cloths, as was the rest of her body.
She asked me to show her my palm. I gave it to her automatically; it was not like she could hurt me. Her old, shriveled fingers traveled all over my hand, tracing lines gently, some harder then others, and finally stopping for a moment.
"You have had many misfortunes in your life, young one," she said. I had to resist the erge to snort. Anyone could have told me that. But I let her continue. "And you have seen many deaths, far too many for someone this young." She wheezed in a breath. "And you are going away soon to become more then you are now." I nodded and she seemed to see it, although I still don't know, to this day, how she had done so. "You wish to find someone like yourself, of whom you can love." Again I nodded, although this time with a flinch and hesitation.
She gripped my hand a bit harder then she had been a minute before. "If you wish to find this person, you must go to Konoha earlier then you had intended," she wheezed. "This person is hated and loathed, just as you are, Gaara of the Sand." I blinked. How did she know my name? "I am a Seer," she stated.
I jumped up, knocking the chair over in the process. "What?" I asked, my voice ragged. "How did you know what I was thinking?" A grizzly smile appeared on her lips, the only part of her face that was visible.
"I know all, and I See all," she said slowly. "Of course I can see your thoughts. Your mind is very well guarded for a mere boy, but nothing that I could not see past." She motioned to the lopsided chair with an outstretched hand. "Why do you not sit back down? It would be so much more comfortable." Slowly, I grabbed the said object off of the floor and put it upright again, sitting back down.
"How much earlier must I leave?" I asked. I was desperate for an answer.
Another smile. "Now, if you must. It tis a long journey after all."
I stood up, unlike the last time, and handed the fortune teller a couple of Yen. She nodded in thanks. Without saying a thing, I turned to leave. "One other thing..." the old woman called out. I looked back at her with an annoyed look. I desperately wanted to get going.
"What!?" I snapped. The woman never even flinched.
"Make the journey an extremely quick one. For the one you seek is falling in love with another as we speak...."
My lips curled back in a snarl. "We'll see about that!" I turned and left the fortune teller without even a single glace back, but I could tell that she was watching my back as I left.
I got only a little bit into the desert before looking back to the nameless village. It was so small.... I just couldn't resist. I put my hands into the ninja position and called out, "Subaku kyuu no jutsu!" I dropped the position as soon as I saw the sand flying up from all around and covering the village. I turned around and started walking again as soon as I couldn't see any proof that there had been a village there.
I got bored with walking about an hour later, so a quick "Shunshin no jutsu!" got me to Konoha in no time at all. There was a small hole left where I came up out of the ground (scaring an older man into fainting in doing so) right in front of the large gates that the village was behind. I got in with no problems; it seemed that they were expecting ninja from other continents soon, just not this early, but they let me in anyway.
Traveling the streets can get extremely boring if you do not know where anything is, or the person you are looking for. The nearest person to me at that moment was a stout man in about his late twenties or early thirties. I walked up to him and cleared my throat to get his attention. He looked up from a conversation he was having with a pretty looking young thing. People like him disgusted me; an older person looking to a younger person for sexual intercourse. Regardless, I asked him all the same.
"Are there any demons around here, would you know?"
He looked startled for a second, but that was immediately covered by a deep loathing look. "Yeah, there's a demon around here, but fortunately for us, he's away on a mission at the moment." The man huffed. "I don't know how the brat became a ninja in the first place!"
I looked at him puzzledly. "Mission? Ninja? How would a demon become a ninja?" I asked.
The man snarled. "Cuz he's in the form of a twelve year old brat!!" He looked angered, but then started muttering to himself. "That bloody demon took my wife and children away twelve years ago..."
"Would you happen to know where he lives?" The man looked startled deeply by my question.
"Why would you wanna know that?" He scratched his head. I glared. "Alright, alright, I'll tell ya!! He lives in the ninja apartment just down the alleyway over there." He pointed to a small space between two buildings. "The room should say, "Uzumaki Naruto" on the door." He then turned back to the young girl.
I headed down the street and the alleyway until I came upon a building that looked to be the apartment the man was talking about. I headed inside it.
"Uzumaki Naruto," I muttered. "Such a beautiful name... I wonder what he's like." I searched the doors, seeing a lot of random names that meant nothing to me. I finally came to his name. It was on a small, tarnished gold plate hanging from the door. I tried the doorknob. Locked, of course. I covered one of my eyes with a hand and muttered, "Daisan no me." A small amount of sand gathered from nowhere in my hand and came up to form a sphere. That sphere turned into a real, third eye. My third eye.
I crouched down and let the small eye roll underneath the door, one hand still covering my actually eye. The third eye squeezed under the door and proceeded to look around.
The room was a complete and utter mess. The sheets on the bed looked like they hadn't been put right in months, cloths scattered the floor, and empty ramen cups lay in random places all over the room. I could make out a small fridge in the corner. There was a picture on the bedside table, the only place not covered in a mess. On viewing it a bit closer, it seemed to be a picture of a small blonde haired kid in orange, about my age, with three lines on both sides of his face that looked like whiskers, and an older male, about, I don't know, twenty-three maybe. His hair was pulled back into a ponytail on top of his head and there was a scar across the bridge of his nose. I was guessing that Naruto was the small blonde boy in the older males' arms. A smile grazed both faces.
A faint jealousy grew in me. I wanted to be the one who held him like that, and the one he smiled like that for. A smirk spread on my face the next second as a thought accured to me. He soon would be the one who I held in my arms, whether I had to force him or if he came to me willingly.
With the removal of my hand from my eye, the third eye in the room disintegrated into sand and fell apart. I stood up and sighed; it had been a long day and I needed a place to stay for the night. Maybe even the next little while, because I might as well stay here until the exams are over. I started walking down the semi-long hallway and out of the building.
I walked around the village for about an hour searching for a suitable lodging. I finally found one in the home of a grouchy, elderly old woman. I got rid of her easy enough; she is now lying underground, covered by about thirty feet of sand. It was almost humorous to see her struggle against the force of the sand. She didn't even have enough breath to scream out for help, the poor woman.
I looked around and decided that I needed to redecorate. When one looks around a room and sees nothing but pink and flowery print, one has to resist their gag reflex. So I proceeded to rip the curtains down (I pulled the blinds shut, of course) and smashed those accursed flowered plates. The kittens on them were annoying me to no end. I tore down the wallpaper and threw it to the floor. When I finished, I looked all around the room at my handiwork and smirked; it would do, now, I supposed.
I sat the large gourd down onto one of the many chairs in the room. I myself flopped down onto the couch, head resting on one of the arms and my feet propped up on the other. I needed something to do now that I had a place to stay and I knew where Naruto lived. Thinking of Naruto, I realized that I knew next to nothing about the boy, other then the fact of where he lived. Sitting up, I decided that was what I would do for the next while, until the boy returned of course. But if I knew a lot about the my mate, then it would be easier to bait him, and lure him to me. So, not even bothering to pick up the gourd, I headed out of the back door, and into the crowded street.
It wasn't that hard to get information about him. It seemed that he as known by all the people in the village, young and old. Almost all the adults told me the same thing: Naruto was a trouble making brat with no parents. Although it took awhile, I managed to get the story of the Nine- Tails demon fox out of a middle aged man. I almost had to kill him to get it, but I got it none the less.
All of the children said the same thing too: that the little fox-boy was loudmouthed, obnoxious and not the best ninja in the world. It seemed that not one person had anything good to say about him. Still, the more I heard, the more I wanted the beautiful child.
It seemed that he liked ramen as well. Useless food item, if you ask me.......
One night while I was waiting my beloved's return, a dog had managed to get into the house and was now happily snacking on a rat. I had glared down at it before reaching down and grabbing it by the scruff of the neck. It had whimpered and whined, but I gave it no pity. I had taken out a kunai and cut the pathetic animals' head off. It was no more then it deserved.
I kicked its' head across the room and carried its' body into the small kitchen. Taking down a jar, I completely drained the thing of its' remaining blood into the glass container. I then tossed the carcass to the side and brought the jar back into the other room. Now back by the chair I had been sitting in, I kneeled down by the wall and dipped two fingers of the right hand into the red liquid. I then pressed the fingers to the wall and began to write.
On the wall, I wrote Naruto's name, and how I planned to take him as my own. And how I planned to make sweet love to him. And how I planned to kill anyone that got in my way. And how he would come back to the Sand Continent with me, all in vivid detail. I also wrote my own name somewhere among this mess of blood.
When I finished, all of the walls were covered in blood. Deep, red, rich blood. And all of my plans would soon become a reality. Yes, so very soon.....
By day I sat atop the main gates to Konoha and just watched for any signs of his return. By night, I scrounged up a few rats or bugs to eat. It was a lot harder then you may think, but it kept me from falling asleep. Not that I needed anything to keep me awake. You see, I never sleep. You remember of the demon living inside me? It becomes stronger by the shadows of darkness inside my head, so if I fall asleep, it will emerge and kill everyone and everything in sight. Afterwards, I would probably just shrug and walk away into another town.
It was on the third day of watching, around sunset, that I noticed four figures walking towards the village. Squinting, I made out that the smallest one was Naruto. The others, which consisted of an older male, one dark haired boy and a pink haired girl, would not get in my way; I would make sure of that.
Upon entering the village, the three parted ways. I was careful to follow Naruto very closely. He began to walk through the small alleyway to his apartment, so I jumped to the ground without a so much as a sound, for he didn't turn around. {Yami Rin: Dear Goddess, it rhymes....} He swerved around suddenly and I was forced to the shadows along the side of the wall. There, I inched by until I was behind him once again. So when he turned around again, I came face to face with me.
He stared at my chin for a second (that was were his eye level was) before looking up, straight into my eyes. I resisted the erge to gasp. His eyes were the deepest blue I had ever seen. They reminded me of the kind of blue only found in the depths of the ocean. He looked down slightly as if just noticing now how close we were.
He jumped back, yelping, and reached to his leg pouch. Not that he'd manage to get anything out of it. With swift movements, I grabbed him and slammed him into the wall. He narrowed his eyes in pain and then widened them in shock as I pressed myself against him. Oh, the sweet feelings that contact can give you.... There was a flame going through my veins as I lifted his arms above his head and breathed into his ear.
"We finally meet, Demon Fox..." I whispered. "You have no idea how long I have been awaiting this night....." I couldn't resist any longer. My tongue came out and licked along his ear, curving over the top of it. He tasted so sweet.
The next second, one of the wrists that I had in my firm grip was wretched free and he pushed me off. Instantly, I missed the warmth that his body radiated. I was a good five feet away, at least, before he spoke.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?!?" he exclaimed. "And who in the name of Hokage are you, ya freak??!?!"
His voice. It displayed so much emotion, which was not a good quality for a ninja to posses. But, to me it sounded like the most perfect sound in existence. I smiled slightly at him. "I am merely fulfilling what was meant to be, amai," I said softly. Oh, the nickname sweet fit him so well. His taste still lingered in my mouth. "And as for who I am.... I am Gaara."
I saw him shiver, even through the darkness. It seemed that I scared him, the poor little fox. I guess I'll just have to work a little harder into making him mine. I gazed into his eyes and the scared look on his face turned into one of anger.
"Where do you get off on calling me sweet, you panda-eyed freak?!?!?!!?" His outburst did nothing to hinder my plans. "No one's aloud to call me sweet!!!!!! Bastard!!!!"
I didn't want to wait any longer so I took a step towards him. This action caused him to take two steps backwards. I frowned. It seemed like I would have to work a lot harder than I had intended. Not that I wouldn't. This beautiful little kit would soon be mine, mind, body, and soul. Even if I had to kill him to do it.
The next second I was looking at his receding back. He was running away from me. Figures. I jumped up and followed him from the roofs. It seemed that the alleyway was a shortcut home for him. The kitsune ran around about three buildings before turning a corner and heading back towards the ninja apartment. I smirked at this; I could easily get into his home now. All I had to do was use the "Shunshin no jutsu" technique and basically teleport into his house. Why I hadn't thought of that earlier is beyond me.
I used the said technique and appeared inside his apartment. There was only a small hole that I covered by the dirty rug. I proceeded to hide in the shadows beside the door. My heart sped up as I heard a key in the lock; he was so close....
The door opened and he stepped in. He didn't seem to notice me, for he went on locking the door. He turned to walk more into the house, but I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around his small waist. My little fox immediately struggled but I stopped him by lifting him off of the floor. I threw him into the air slightly and caught him as soon as he faced me. My arms went back to his waist, and I gave him a look to tell him to stop squirming. He gasps and I hug his slight frame to me, burying my face into his neck.
"Why do you run from me, kyuubi..?" I whisper to him. I lay a kiss on the side of his neck, and resist the erge to nip at it; I didn't want to scare him too much so soon. He started to struggle against my hold on him, so I loosened my grip. He managed to wriggle out. I sighed softly and hung into the shadows again. He looked around, but couldn't see me.
"What the hell is this?!?" he cried out. I noticed a slight tremble cource through his body. My eyes trailed down his body as he stood there frozen, taking in all that I could see. I saw a slim, delicious neck, a thin torso, willowy arms, a small waist, thin hips just begging to be groped, and lean, muscular legs. I unconsciously licked my lips. This was more then I anticipated, as I did go to a fortune teller of whom I thought was a fraud.
He ran from the apartment and I was left alone. Again, I sighed. He would be mine, if it was the last thing I did on this Earth.
I walked to the window and opened it, jumping out into the tree closest to it. It created a slight russling sound. I continued on until I reached the house I was 'borrowing'. I would leave him alone until morning, because I had to plan how to make him come to me. I smirked as an idea came to me. A malicious smirk that probably made me look even worse then I already do.
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A/N : Rin: So, how was it? Pwease tell us in a review! We'll be encouraged to work faster if you do!
Yami Rin: *sighs* Holy shit, that took along time to write.... We were typing for about *looks to clock* four hours straight and my hands feel like there're gonna fall off................... ------_------ Me dead tired....
Rin: Hee hee!! Poor you and your non-sugar thing. Ya see, she can't eat sugar, or she'll come out like me, and no one really wants to see another me. But, lucky me, I can eat sugar AND my hands don't hurt! ;3 I'm so cute.......
Yami Rin: "oVo" You cannot tell me that your hands don't hurt!!! Cuz that wouldn't be right!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Rin: Like I said, it's the sugar.
Yami Rin: ........................ =_= Whatever.............. (I'm turning into Squall. Wow.)
Rin: Anyway, pwease review! Oh, and let us know if who's POV we should do next chappie. We were planning to make is Sasuke's POV but we want the readers imput. Thankies!